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Volume 4: The Fake Prophet of the Barbarian Orcs Chapter 3: Secret Message, Rescue the Marquis of Steel Fist?

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    The banquet to welcome Tomad Ann's return lasted for three hours, and Long Fondrick was restless in his seat for three hours.  Whether it's the roast goose with a perfectly cooked roast and golden skin, or the spicy aroma of garlic sausage that tempts the appetite, or the appetizer cold soup flavored with saffron and dianthus, Feng Derick is just sipping ale in sips.  , relying on the coldness in it to extinguish the smoldering flames of anxiety in his chest.  Of course, the private letter that Duke Bamilyan ordered him to give to Dean Kurgan could not be just a greeting. Although Feng Derek did not have the guts to pry into the private letter of the Unsullied, based on some clues, the senior spy leader had already known it in his heart.  Give a rough outline of what the letter is about.  The pilgrims of St. Bablupa Monastery are the only powerful force in Westwind County that can be used to support Tallon Fortress. If you include high-level apprentices who are comparable to elite cavalry, the monastery can provide a total of nearly 400 troops.  , and half of them can reach or exceed the combat effectiveness of regular knights.  This is a force that is not much inferior to the Knights of the Steel Fist. However, in West Wind County, these two forces have been feuding for a long time. Even if the massacre in Ogg Village had not occurred, Feng Derrick doubted whether a mere piece of letter could make the difference.  Dean Kurgan agreed to send out a team of pilgrims, let alone now.  Of course, when he first speculated here, Feng Derrick felt incredible.  Lord Deliber has always misunderstood that Duke Bamilyan wanted to purge the Dragonson family, and Feng Derrick, who came into contact with the other side of the facts, certainly did not believe it.  However, now his thoughts have long been shaken. Maybe the thoughtful Duke Bamilyan does have a plan against the Dragunson family. Otherwise, how could he contact the abbot of St. Bablupa Monastery at such a critical moment?  Although the alcohol concentration of the ale is not high, and it is even more refreshing after being chilled, the quantity can often make up for the lack of quality. Feng Derek drank a full five glasses without knowing it. When the sixth glass of frothy ale was put away,  When in front of him, he mumbled a thank you and grabbed the cold brass goblet.  "Hey, Mr. Feng Derek, I think it's better for you to drink slowly." The voice sounded very familiar. Feng Derek raised his hazy drunken eyes in surprise and saw a pair of sharp golden eyes two feet above his head.  Suddenly he was mostly drunk.  "Lord Tomad, uh I'm really sorry." He stood up with support on the table. The whole world seemed to be against his sense of balance, shaking left and right.  "I didn't see it was you uh" Tomad smiled and patted the dark detective on the shoulder, "Relax, Mr. Fengdrick, if you can still hold on, Dean Kurgan invites you  Come over after the banquet. "Uh, yes, there is a letter from Lord Bamiliyan," Feng Derek muttered incoherently when he realized that he had inadvertently revealed the secret.  After that, thin beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.  "Gods above, look what I said? Lord Tomad, please forgive me, I seem to have overdosed." "It doesn't matter, I just pretend I didn't hear anything." Tomad turned towards Feng Derek  Leaning down, he whispered in his ear at a volume that only the other two could hear, "But I have one thing that I'm very curious about Can a senior spy who has sobering pills in his sleeves also drink too much?" This time Feng Derry  Ke's drunkenness really woke him up, and his jaundiced eyes showed surprise that could not be concealed.  "Lord Tomad, what do you mean by this?" "I don't know why Duke Bamilyan values ??me so much, but I must at least show something worthy of his respect. For those who are doubtful,  This is especially true for people, isn't it?" Tomard finished his words with a smile, then let out a burst of happy laughter, straightened up, and patted Feng Derek on the shoulder twice, "Drink some sobering appetizer soup.  Mr. Feng Derek, if you drink it like this, I'm afraid you will be carried away at the end of the banquet." Feng Derek mechanically took the spoon, scooped up a full spoonful of cold soup, and put it into his mouth.  The sour and spicy cold soup was like a cold fire burning into his throat, clearing his chaotic thoughts.  "It seems that I have set my position too high." Feng Derek swallowed the sour taste in his mouth, but his brows widened, "It is not easy for players who can play on the table. With my ability  If you try to participate in the card game with your meager strength, you will only be crushed into pieces by the aftermath of the fight between several parties For now, it is better to be content with your position. " With the silver moon high in the sky, the welcome banquet comes to an end.  end.  Although the drunken Tang Gulas also dragged a few drunken pilgrim brothers to share the wine, most of the people who still had self-control had stopped.  The red-faced Dean Kurgan also drank a lot of wine tonight, but he didn¡¯t speak well.The breath did not bring out the slightest hint of drunkenness, and his movements did not look like an old man who had drank three full bottles of summer red wine.  "The Lord of Justice, Bablupa, let us praise his gift. The wandering brothers and sisters have returned home. Justice that has been delayed for half a year has finally been served." Dean Kurgan stood up from his seat and held up the silver cup.  , said in a solemn voice like singing a hymn.  The noise suddenly dropped, and everyone stopped talking and turned their attention to Dean Kurgan.  Someone punched Tangulas, who was still confused about the situation. He was stunned for a long time, and then he closed his mouth like a clam shell.  "Hopefully, under the blessing of the Lord of Justice, everything in the world will go as planned. Let us drink the last cup and wish happiness and lasting happiness together, today and tomorrow!" Dean Kurgan's words received the warmest response.  , voices praising the Lord of Justice boomed, and then everyone drank the last glass of wine that heralded the end of the banquet, stood up one after another, saluted Dean Kurgan's chest, and left the banquet hall in an orderly manner.  Ten minutes later, the St. Bablupa Monastery returned to silence. Most of the windows had their lights turned off. Only the abbot¡¯s room on the second floor of the monastery was still bright.  Dean Kurgan was reading the private letter sent to him by the Minister of Intelligence, Duke Bamilyan, by candlelight. Except for Tomad, Silva and Fonderik, even the servants had been sent away.  Only burning candles and a pot of green tea from the ancient country of Ahan were left.  "Your Excellency, Duke Bamilyan, is too polite, but the questions raised in the letter are difficult for me to answer." After carefully reading the private letter written on the parchment, Dean Kurgan moved slightly.  He rubbed his sore shoulders, straightened his legs, and put his feet on the oak stool, "Master Feng Derek, do you know what is written in the letter?" Feng Derek's long face looked more and more gloomy under the candlelight.  , even if his cheeks are stained red by alcohol, he still has a cold taste.  "Mr. Bishop Kurgan, I have some guesses, but I dare not make any inferences. The spies of the Sleepless Eye are prohibited from using sporadic information to make up for the situation. The authenticity must be confirmed several times before reporting." Dean Kurgan smiled slightly and took the  He picked up the small Asian white porcelain cup placed in front of him, admired the green tea for a while by the candlelight, then closed his eyes and took a sip.  He had no intention of hearing the truth from the spy leader, so after putting down the cup, he passed the letter to Silva indifferently.  The female chief patrolman barely looked at it and passed it to Tomad, making the smile on Dean Kurgan's lips widen even more.  Tomad had no intention of paying attention to Dean Kurgan's teasing smile, so he unfolded the parchment and read it carefully.  It can be seen that this letter, which is called a private letter, is actually written to all the pilgrims of St. Bablupa Monastery. In addition to a few greetings at the beginning, Duke Bamilyan pointedly pointed out that the lion  The severe situation faced by the Eagle Empire and Xifeng County is analyzed in detail and clearly organized, and the tense atmosphere of a large army pressing down on the border is vividly displayed on the page.  After studying the entire letter word for word, Tomad raised his eyes, his golden eyes shining with light of thought.  "Sure enough, Duke Bamilyan has posed a problem for us. Dean, the Knights of the Steel Fist No, did Marquis Dragunson send an envoy to the monastery to ask for help?" "Of course not." Kurgan Academy  He used silver scissors to gently cut off the candle wick that was too long, and then blew gently to extinguish the stubborn fire burning on the scissors.  "Let Marquis de Dragunson, who is known for his toughness and stubbornness, bow his head first? It may be easier to teach Stone a lesson." "This is the first question." Tomard said carefully while thinking, "There is no morality.  The warrant issued by the Marquis of Lagongson, the monastery's dispatch of the team is unjust. Once someone seizes this opportunity to set a trap, I am afraid that the monastery will be finished earlier than the Talon Fortress. " "There is another problem, even if it is a trap.  The monastery focuses on the overall situation and sends reinforcements. What will Marquis Dragunson think of this team?" Sylva said loudly, and the arrogant posture of the Ice Chief overlapped with the image of the girl at this moment, "The army needs to enforce orders and prohibitions.  Only then can we hope to win in a war with a huge disparity between the enemy and ourselves. If Marquis Dragunson sends us to die on the city wall, should we die obediently, or should we simply cut off his dog's head? " Feng Derek lowered his gaze, grimly.  The expression on the long face became more and more sad, "My task is just to deliver this letter to Dean Kurgan. His Majesty the Duke did not tell me anything else, let alone make any guarantees. All I can say is that the Duke appointed  I am the liaison of Mr. Tomad An, and Mr. Tomad¡¯s decision is the direction that the dagger in my hand points to. ""How about convening more people to discuss it?" Dean Kurgan said with interest.  The proposal said, "We can have a big discussion that all pilgrims can participate in, and let the majority decideThe fate of us, Tarlon Fortress, and even Zephyr County.  " "Mr. Dean, that's probably no different from a direct rejection.  Tomad said bluntly, "There are no less than three hundred people in the monastery who have the status of pilgrims. If each person speaks for five minutes, it will take two days and two nights to complete this big discussion."  What's more, a fierce argument is bound to ensue. Tangulas would rather have his head cut off than bow to Marquis Dragunson; Dallas may have the intention of kidnapping another niece of Marquis Dragunson to prove this.  His charm as a bard, Saint Bablupa, he told me three times during the banquet today.  "Looking at Tomad, who was frowning and making a strange face, Dean Kurgan laughed loudly, "You are absolutely right. Discussions will only make us waste energy in arguments and noises, which will make us  Let us not care what Marquis de Dragonson thinks.  Tomad, Silva, Saint Bablupa's wise eyes are always watching us, and he is expecting us to make the right choice.  " "Brother Tomad passed my test.  "Sylva's serious tone only lasted for half a sentence. In Dean Kurgan's half-smiling eyes, Xiafei's words quickly increased, "In short, since he is still the same person who was protecting the weak six months ago.  If someone is willing to sacrifice his life, I will agree with the decision he makes.  " "Ah, that's great.  Dean Kurgan clapped his hands on his chest, with a pleased smile on his face, "We thought of going together, Tomad, and now I leave the choice to you."  Please consider carefully whether to rescue Tallon Fortress and fight side by side with Marquis Dragonson of the Steel Fist; or to stand by and organize the people to evacuate the Moonwhispering Plains. It all depends on your choice.  "
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